After a few inquires at the market, we crossed the Swilly to Old Town and were soon on the road to Newmills. The Mount Errigal Hotel was located near ...the intersection of the Old Town --Newmills Road and the road to Letterleague. It was a large stone building with a fine view of the Swilly River. Sadly, the 2400 foot tall mountain that the hotel was named for was not visible from the hotel being some fifteen miles away and behind the Derryveagh Mountains. The hotel was located just over a mile. She smiled, and said okay, but I want to scope it out first. She went to the door and looked out the peep hole, and didn’t see anything, so she kind of noisily opened the door up wide, and stood half way in the doorway, and half way in the hall, and she said pretty loudly “I don’t see anybody” she was kind of drunk, and having trouble controlling the volume level on her voice. She stood out in the hall and said I can’t believe I am standing in the hall naked!! Again pretty loud. I told her to. ."She giggles again and every time she does, the old Danielle, the one who definitely has lots of her own stories comes out. "Me? What could you possibly think I am up to?" her hand flutters to her heart in mock innocence but only attracts my attention to her breasts."You."I watch as she stands slowly and deliberately. Smoothing her dress down her legs as she puts her glass down. I follow suit as I stay seated watching her. Slow, certain steps as she covers the distance between us, a small. Not willing to wait any longer, he parted Blythe’s messy brown haired cuntal lips – wetting his cock with her warm juices – he plunged his hungry engorged cock deliciously deep up inside of her. He felt her hungry pussy contractions close tightly around his swollen member. Blythe gave a startled little grunt from the force of his first violent thrust, but, like a brave beautiful little female, she whispered in his ear urging him on, ‘Yesss! Fuck Meeee! Don’t be afraid – fuck me harder!’ Josh.